Chapter 4Hector leaned against the railing and gazed down at the empty workbenches. His. He’d claimed them. For better or worse, by going to breakfast, he’d committed to at least trying to do what was asked of him.
Kaufman was probably crowing right now.
But in the face of such determination, how could he say no? His heart had leapt when he’d recognized his edger, the questions of how Kaufman had discovered the plans, let alone brought them to life, as fervent as his desire to know what was required of him. The workshop was an engineer’s dream, designed to seduce, and if the task was too impossible, he wasn’t sure he had the courage to say so to the little girl’s face.
A sharp knock at the door interrupted his contemplation. Though he tried to stretch to see who might walk in, he discov
